Hello everyone and welcome to the first chapter of the third book in a Black and White Story! I don't really have much to say at this point except that I don't own Harry Potter and I hope that you all enjoy!

A completely and utterly normal summer day according to Sirius

It was a completely and utterly normal summer day for Sirius. He woke up that morning to screaming, ate some breakfast made by a house elf that wanted him dead, got wacked over the head by his mother for having too much cheek when he asked her if she knew the meaning of motherly love, and got ordered to find his twin.

He knocked on her door and while he waited, he gingerly touched his cheek. He winced the second his finger tips touched his cheek; there was no doubt in his mind that it was going to bruise.

Ursula opened the door a little bit and immediately turned back into her room. Sirius pushed the door open a little farther and walked in. He observed the room that he rarely went in. As their own personal agreement, Ursula's room was her only space in the world and she didn't like it when either brother went in. They may be twins, but Sirius respected her space.

The room looked much different from what he remembered. There were scores of photos on the wall along with posters of a mix of muggle and wizard bands, the Gryffindor banners and jerseys that James gave her three years ago, and some hand drawn pictures that Sirius could tell were from Elyse. The floor was a mess and there were clothes and other objects strewn around the floor.

"Did a bomb go off in here?" Sirius asked as he shoved some of her school books off her bed so he could sit.

She spun around and glared at him before she went back to what she was doing, "No. I can't stand another day here so I was thinking that we pack for a day or two and go visit Ben or James."

Sirius raised an eyebrow suggestively, "You want to go see your lover boy, don't you?"

A well aimed book hit him in the gut. He grunted in pain and shouted out indignantly. Ursula just rolled her eyes but explained her reasoning, "James and Ben are the only two hooked up to the floo network. I would go visit Elyse but her family are muggles. So I was thinking of visiting Ben this time. You could go visit James if you want."

Sirius was about to answer when a shrill shout came from the drawing room. They looked at each other and silently agreed to continue the conversation later. The second they entered the room, three pairs of cold, emotionless eyes turned to stare at them.

Walburga cleared her throat, "Your cousin Narcissa's wedding to Lucius Malfoy is today. You have twenty minutes to get ready to go. I swear, if I find out that you two little abominations do anything to disgrace this family's name even more than you already have, there will be severe punishments."

He didn't realize that his hands had turned into fists and that he was actually cutting into the palms of his hands. He unclenched his hands and let out a slow breath as he tried to calm himself. He needed to think about Ursula; if he did something, they both would get punished. If it was up to him, then Ursula's plan of visiting James's wouldn't just be a one day visit but a permanent one.

Realizing that his mother was waiting for an answer, he nodded once and grabbed Ursula's arm to pull her back up the stairs because she could only seem to glare at her mother with an amount of hatred that was stronger than Lily's glare at James.

"Good," their mother nodded once. "Your father has your robes that I picked out. Don't try to mess this up."

Sirius snatched the Slytherin green robes from his father's outstretched hand. Ursula walked over to their dad and pulled her silver and green dress viciously out of his hands. "Thank you, Orion."

There was a beat of silence and Sirius didn't know whether to cheer or hit his head against the wall.

"What. Did. You. Say?" Their mother hissed.

Ursula shrugged, "You heard me, mother. I said, "Thank you, Orion." When I took my dress."

"You will address him by his proper title you insolent disgrace!"

Ursula laughed humorlessly, "Until he is proven to be my father, I refuse to call him by that name, you whore."

Everyone's jaw in the room dropped. Sirius looked at his twin sister, wondering if she had lost her mind. Then faster than a blink of the eye, Walburga whipped out her wand and set Ursula flying backwards.

"HOW DARE YOU!"

Ursula didn't seem perturbed by her mother screaming at her. "You act like this is a surprise but I'm sure that you've questioned who our fathers are at some point. Orion's not the only one you've been shagging lately so what's to make me think that this hasn't been happening for a while?"

For the first time all summer, Sirius and Regulus shared a look that wasn't filled with mutual hate. They wore identical expressions of utter confusion. What was she talking about?

Their mother turned red and seemed to be sputtering. Sirius had to hand it to Ursula, she had managed to render their mother speechless. But Sirius had to wonder, was Ursula really implying what he thought she was? Before he could say anything Ursula began talking again.

"That's right, Mother, though I use that term loosely. I know about your indiscretions. Shagging random men; you take tounjours pur seriously don't you?" She taunted.

Walburga was seething with anger. Sirius was almost positive that there was steam coming out of her ears. Sparks of green and silver shot out of her wand as she tried to keep herself composed looking at her daughter.

"You have brought more disgrace upon this family than anyone else in this room has, piece of scum! You beseech the tradition of your forefathers in my father's home! What gives you the right, some blood traitor, to even insinuate that I have disgraced the family?!"

Ursula laughed hysterically, "Some blood traitor?! I'm your bloody daughter!" She screeched. "And I want to know if Sirius and I are bastard children! Is that so bloody hard to understand? I've seen random men leaving this house all summer! Now I'm going to call him Orion until you can prove that I'm his child!" With that Ursula stood up and fled the room and started sprinting up the stairs.

Sirius immediately ran after his sister. He grabbed her elbow on the second floor stair case and stopped her. "What was that down there?" He hissed at her.

She didn't say anything but she looked up and down the stairs before she grabbed his hand and pulled him all the way to her room. She locked the door behind her and threw herself onto her bed.

He didn't move from this position in the room. "What was that about?" He asked again a bit more forcefully.

Ursula sighed. "I woke up in the middle of the night last summer right before we went to James's. I heard some noises and I thought Mother and Orion were…you know. I went downstairs to get some water because I didn't trust Kreacher not to poison me and I saw Orion sitting in the drawing room. The next morning I woke up early and I saw, I saw Avery leaving the house."

"AVERY!" Sirius shouted in shock.

Ursula nodded solemnly, "Than it started right up again this year with other wizards I don't recognize. And I started thinking, everyone always says that we look like Orion but our parents are cousins! They look like each other! So there's a chance that—"

"We just look like our mom and our father isn't our father." Sirius finished for her. The idea seemed crazy, something that he couldn't even fathom. But when he thought of the cold heartedness of her and suddenly, it didn't seem so outlandish. "Why haven't you told me this before? Don't I have a right to know that the man that I call Father might not even be my dad?"

Ursula looked anywhere but towards him, "I didn't want you or Regulus to get hurt. I was going to get Lily to brew me a paternity potion but I never got around to asking her in school and I didn't want to say anything before I knew for sure. I've been referring to him in my mind as Orion since the beginning of third year and it just slipped out today."

Sirius sat down on her desk chair and rubbed his face with his hands, trying to absorb this new information. Walburga Black has been cheating on his father. Scratch that, she has been cheating on Orion Black. The man he thought was his father for almost fifteen years might not be. He had to deal with being attached to his branch on the blasted family tree tapestry.

His head snapped up and he looked at his sister with wide eyes, "The tapestry." He said softly.

Ursula cocked an eyebrow and looked at him oddly, "What?"

He jumped up from his seat and started pacing, "The family tapestry; its magic. A person is added by their birth when they are born to a member of the Black family. It also connects the father when it is someone outside the family. Remember, the first Sirius's sister was blasted off the tree because when she had her kid, the name Bob Hitchens appeared as the kid's father, not her husband's?"

"It doesn't rely on the family to add?" Ursula asked incredulously.

Sirius shook his head, "As much as I hate that thing, that thing can never lie."

"Never lie," Ursula repeated softly. Her eyes gave away to a glazed look as she stared off out the window. Sirius raised an eyebrow but didn't question his twin. They sat in silence for a good five minutes, neither feeling the need to fill the space with words.

There was a sharp rap to the door. "Mother wants me to tell you that both of you are still expected to get dressed for the wedding and be downstairs in twenty minutes. She also mentioned that if you two dolts try anything, then there will be hell to pay." Regulus said through the door.

Sirius groaned and ran his hand through his hair, a tick that he had picked up from spending so much time with James. The curls however just fell right back into place. He stood up and walked out of the room, letting Ursula change.

The wedding was the traditional crap that epitomized everything Sirius hated. His Slytherin cousins and older relatives threatened him. His Grandfather Pollox had a few choice words for dishonoring the family. Narcissa and Lucius were socializing with everyone like the cold hearted people they were; fake smiles and empty words. Their robes were even in the traditional Black/Malfoy style. Her gown was overly dramatic and overworked and even ugly in color, a dusty grey with ugly black lace on the bodice. Lucius's robes were puke green embroidered with so much silver thread that Sirius was almost certain that they stole the repulsive tablecloth from their dining table and made it into a set of robes. It didn't help that his hair was longer than his wife's.

Three hours after the never ending wedding, Sirius was about to die of boredom. The dungbombs he planned near the wedding party table weren't set to go off for another hour and the coloring potion Ursula slipped in the 'adult punch' wouldn't take effect until everyone left the building. The two of them were sitting at a round table, all alone with their mother and father showed off Regulus like a prized pet.

"Have you heard from James?" Ursula asked.

Sirius nodded subtly, "He mentioned that the potion should be done soon. He said that maybe sometime next week."

Ursula absentmindedly nodded, "Sneak out?"

"Sneak out." He confirmed.

"Why, Ursula? Sirius? My how you've grown!" At that moment they were accosted by a woman that same age as their mother. Her slightly graying hair was pulled back into an elegant bun and her horn rimmed glasses were perched on the end of her thin, long nose. Sirius was distinctly reminded of a bird.

Ursula raised an eyebrow, "You are…?"

The relative (the family resemblance was obvious) raised an eyebrow at the twins, "Do you not remember me? I am your father's sister, Lucretia Prewett. I am offended that you don't remember me. My husband and I have only been on our trip around the world for five years." She admonished the twins.

Vaguely, in the back of his mind, he remembered his annoying aunt. Her high shrill voice always made him cringe and five years had made no difference. She wasn't one of the relatives he liked at all but he remembered that her husband Ignatius wasn't that bad.

"So how do you two like Slytherin so far? I remember when I was sorted with your mother; we were quite close, as I'm sure you're aware of. Oh, the stories I could tell about your mother and father— I was the one that set them up together, you know? Ah, that was in Slytherin's silver days, but I guess that now you two have created your own marvelous time, haven't you?"

Ursula and Sirius shared a wide eyed. Sirius turned back towards her, "We're not in Slytherin." He told her.

Aunt Lucretia's eyebrows shot up, almost disappearing underneath her hairline. "Ravenclaws then. You know, I always told your parents that you were perfect Ravenclaws when you were just little kids; too smart for your own good, I would say. You two were always intelligent but I always noticed a lack of drive and determination from the both you. You never were able to control your emotions or hide your thoughts around other people. But don't worry! Ravenclaw is still an acceptable house, even though I'm sure it broke your father's heart. He loved his years in Slytherin and he must have devastated him to know you weren't sorted into his former house."

"We aren't in Ravenclaw either," Ursula said harshly.

For the first time since she sat down at the table, Aunt Lucretia was silent. After she gathered her wits, she sputtered, "Then what, pray tell, House are you two in?! You do attend Hogwarts, correct?"

Sirius nodded, "We do attend Hogwarts."

"We're in Gryffindor." Ursula finished.

"GRYFFINDOR!?" Their aunt screeched. "You got sorted into that mudblood loving house?! You have disgraced the family name, blood traitors! Oh! My poor brother, my poor cousin! I must go offer them my condolences for their unfortunate mistakes of children!" She cried dramatically and scurried off to find her brother and his wife.

Ursula looked and Sirius and rolled her eyes. "That went over well. Think that Mother will be happy with us when we get home?"

"She'll be overflowing with happiness," Sirius drawled sarcastically.

"Don't you find it disturbing that she calls her sister-in-law her cousin?" Ursula asked in mock considering manner.

Sirius snorted, "Well, it's true."

"That's the disturbing part."

There was a deep chuckle from behind them, "Welcome to the Black Family. Where it's normal to marry your cousin and sleep with your uncle."

The twins turned and small smiles formed on their faces. "'Ello, Uncle Ignatius. How was the trip?"

He shrugged while sitting down at the table, "Not that bad. I'm more interested in the screaming I just heard. Gryffindor, seriously? How much has Alphard messed you two up?"

Sirius immediately jumped to the defense of his favorite uncle, "Uncle Alphard hasn't messed us up at all! We were sorted long before we had any contact with him!"

Ignatius held his hands up, "I didn't mean that the wrong way. I have to admit, I thought the Gryffindors would only be on my side of my family, never on my wife's. I thought only Molly, Gideon, Fabian, and I guess Molly's and Gideon's kids too, would be sorted into that house."

"Gideon's kids?" Ursula asked, catching on his admission. From the information Ben told them, Annabelle had been dating Gideon since around their third year and Annabelle hadn't had any children since they graduated; Ben would have told them. Had Gideon cheated on Annabelle and had children with another woman,

Their uncle nodded, "It's not born yet; they just found out. Pity it's going to be a bastard child."

"Who's the mother?" Sirius asked.

"The Minister's oldest kid. I haven't met her and she's a blood traitor, she's at least of pureblood."

"Annabelle's pregnant?" Ursula said.

Ignatius nodded and raised his eyebrows, "You know her?"

The twins nodded, "We're friends with her brother."

"Consorting with blood traitors, true Blacks you are." Ignatius said sarcastically.

Their uncle was saved from the wrath of the twins defending their friend when a loud explosion shook the dining hall. A cloud of green smoke surrounded the bride and groom sitting at the head table. Immediately, everyone was in an uproar. Lucius grabbed his bride by the arm and dragged her away from the table. In the rush of people running away from the horrid smelling cloud, Ursula and Sirius were practically doubled over in laughter.

Suddenly, they were both grabbed roughly around their necks. "YOU INSOLENT CHILDREN!" Their mother's voice shrieked over the panicked crowd. "YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS!"

"Why mother, why would you think that we were involved in this? We're just a pair of angels," Ursula taunted in a fake innocent voice.

They felt the familiar abrupt pull from their navel and the second they stopped spinning, they were both forcefully thrown into their rooms. Sirius just laughed as he heard his mother screaming explicatives at him and his sister.

"Oi! Wally. Go check a mirror!" Sirius heard Ursula shout from the other side of the wall.

There was a beat of silence before a hair splitting scream practically deafened Sirius. But he didn't notice. He was doubled over, tears streaming out of his eyes he laughed. He couldn't breathe as he tried to imagine her face when she realized that her skin was now alternating between red and gold. Their mother started screaming death threats and wishes of disownment that just tripled his laughter. This was just too good.

His notebook that he and Ursula could communicate through suddenly glowed and he opened to the newest page and saw, I put a camera in the mirror, courtesy of Elyse, that captured her face.

He was now laughing so far that no noise was coming out of his mouth. His sides felt like they were on fire and he was pretty sure he was about to wet himself but it was just too perfect. Sweet Merlin, he knew why she was his favorite person. Always one step ahead of him, not that he really cared. But knowing that he will forever have his mother's perfectly infuriated face immortalized in a photograph was totally worth the pain he had to endure at the wedding.

Yup, all in all it was just a perfectly ordinary day in Number 12 Grimmauld for the Black Family.

A completely and utterly normal summer day according to Elyse

It was a perfectly normal summer day in Kiltimagh. There was a gentle breeze rolling through the hills that made Elyse want to grab and broom and disappear into the landscape. But her mother needed her help feeding her younger brothers. She threw on some neon blue shorts and a loose, bright canary yellow tank top before sliding down the banister to get to the first floor.

"Mornin' Elyse. Kin yeh git your brothers' ready fer breakfast? They's 'n teh backyard." Her mother asked without even turning around from the stove. There was suddenly the sound child screams wafted through the window and Elyse's blood ran cold. She grabbed her wand that she had put in her bun and ran outside. When she saw the sight in front of her, however, she quickly hid her wand back in her hair.

Sean and Jack were currently tag teaming Pat Finnigan as they pinned him to the ground and tickled him.

"Elyse! 'elp me!" He shouted through his laughter and her siblings'. Elyse pretended to think about it before she joined the fray and grabbed Jack around the waist and began tickling him mercilessly. Now just dealing with the smaller of the two, Pat soon had Sean in a similar state. Soon, the two brothers escaped their captors grip and ran back into the house, shouting "Retreat!"

Elyse was still sitting on the ground, completely winded after the vicious tickle fight. She fell backwards with her eyes closed and let the early morning summer sun warm her. Chuckling from above her made her open one eye. Standing above her was Pat, smiling down at her.

"Top o' teh mornin teh yeh," he greeted as he offered his hand to her.

She laughed and grabbed his hand and pulled herself up. "Woot are yeh doin 'ere so early?" She asked as they walked towards the house.

He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, I got yeh's letta and I was wonderin if yeh wanted teh go teh town wit me?"

"SHE WOULD LOVE TEH!" Her mother shouted from the kitchen.

Elyse's face flushed red. She couldn't look Patrick in the face but she knew that he was probably smiling to himself; he never seemed to not smile. "MUM!" She shouted back indignantly.

"WOOT?! JUST BEH BACK BEFORE DARK!"

Gathering up her Gryffindor courage, Elyse met Pat's eyes. His eyes were dancing jovially and he offered her his arm, "Me lady,"

Deciding that she actually really wanted to spend time with him, she linked her arm through his and let him guide her down the path towards town. They walked through town window shopping for the next four hours. When their feet felt like they were about to fall off, they walked to the local ice cream shop. Pat refused to let her pay and bought her a pumpkin flavored cone. He had given her an odd look when she requested that, but she didn't answer because she wasn't sure how to explain pumpkin juice. While she never expected the same pumpkin flavor ice cream she got at Florean and Blotts, she figured that she would settle for second best.

"So tell meh aboot tis Ursula lass. She seems teh always show up in yeh's stories," Patrick asked.

Elyse swallowed her ice cream wrong in shock at the unexpected question. She hadn't mentioned any of her friends from Hogwarts the entire day. Patrick seemed to realize that he had crossed some invisible line and he started backtracking. "If yeh don't want teh talk aboot them, that's fine. I was just wonderin' aboot teh people yeh go ta school wit."

"It's fine, I was just surprised yeh remembered 'er name."

Patrick shrugged, looking a little embarrassed, "Yeah, yeh see, when yeh mentioned your friends, I wanted to remember everthin aboot them that yeh mentioned because, well, because I want yeh friends ta like me when I finally meet 'em."

"Why?" Elyse asked curiously. She couldn't even imagine a situation where Ursula or Peter or any of the other boys would meet him.

Pat didn't answer her but looked out of the two portrait windows. He suddenly stood up and grabbed their empty tray, "Do yeh want teh go tat eh school yard?"

She nodded and followed him out the shop, a few paces behind him. There was an air of nervousness around Patrick that made her worried. Apparently she wasn't going fast enough because he grabbed her hand and pulled her along. She was too shocked by his forwardness to pull away. He lead her around her childhood school towards the tree that watched over them when they were younger.

Suddenly, he stopped and spun around so he was facing her. "Do yeh remember when we were seven and yeh married Tim under that tree? I was teh only kid in our class that didn't show up because I couldn't 'andle it. Teh girl I fancied was marryin another bloke, but I was neva mad at yeh; yeh were too perfect. But I neva said anything because I knew yeh didn't like me. Then yeh went away fer school and I regretted neva tellin' yeh. And I knew I 'ad no chance but I—"

He was cut off when Elyse pressed her lips gently to his. It lasted about a second but in that short period of time Elyse couldn't help but notice how soft his lips were. She leaned back and smiled when she saw his gobsmacked expression. She laughed and held both of his hands, "I tink yeh 'ave a chance." She said softly.

Though still in shock, Pat seemed to be able to comprehend her words. His mouth slowly formed into a brilliant smile that took Elyse's breath away. The complete and utter joy that seemed to just radiate from his entire being, "Are yeh serious right now? Because if 'is is just some dream, please let me know because-"

Elyse put her finger on his lips to stop him talking. She ignored the shiver that went down her spin when she felt his lips move against her finger. "Just shut oop and kiss me."

To say the least, Patrick was more than happy to comply.

Elyse smiled a little bit against his lips when she felt his hands wrap around her waist. She had never imagined that she would be standing there in that spot doing what she was doing, but now as his lips moved against hers, she couldn't imagine a more perfect moment, a more perfect person, or a more perfect setting for her first kiss.

Patrick pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, "Elyse, would yeh be me girlfriend?"

She nodded with a wide smile on her face and chastely kissed him on the lips before grabbing his hand and pulling him back towards the center of town. "Come on, I want teh show off me new boyfriend," she said with a wink. Patrick laughed in complete euphoria at finally getting the girl of his dreams and followed her diligently, too happy to contest being 'shown off' around town.

The rest of the day was one of the happiest days of Elyse's life. It was ranked up there with her first day at Hogwarts. It may have started out a completely and utterly normal summer day but it ended anything but.

There you go! I had originally wanted to get all seven of their summers in one chapter but I realized that would take way to long and that I need more time to plan out some of the later ones. I promise that the other five will have their 'normal' day in the next couple chapters.

I just wanted to send a quick thank you to all the people that have read my other stories. At last count, the first book of the series has just under ten thousand hits and I was flabbergasted when I saw that number. All of you are fabulous and I hope that this book lives up to all of your expectations.

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